Five Little Pumpkins

Luke wants to get a fake pumpkin to make the jack o'lantern out of this year.

How do I phrase "Honey, you have snookered me into a fake Yule tree with this bullshit 'pine allergy' of yours, I am not having a fake jack o'lantern too" without sounding harsh?

Empty

The problem is, I want something I'm not getting. I want spirituality; I want to be able to say things like "Note to self: do not leave body parts on the astral plane" without feeling silly about it; I want a feeling of connection, which is after all the essential meaning of the religion--that's the same lig- as in "ligament" or "ligature".

I need an altar, so I can have a place where my tools can go that I don't have to worry about Freya deciding she needs to find out what's up there right now pls kthxbai. I need a robe, because one of the ways to let your unconscious know that you're about to do something special is to dress in a special way. I need candles and smudge sticks. I need to know they're out there, the Lady and the Lord, waiting to come to me in the way in which I call upon Them--because a nurturing mother is a great thing, but sometimes you need Her to kick ass and then it's probably better to invoke Athena than Hera; Nepthys is a lovely lady but Sekhmet will take care of some sorts of business much faster.

I need Them to be there and right now They're not, and if I fake it long enough maybe They will be. It's the best I've got at the moment.

A Little Space

It is perhaps time to go back to Ikea and see if they have the table I want back in stock.

I'm So Tired

I'm poor. It bugs me.

Tomorrow I have to pay the gas company, which is likely going to mean taking more money out of an account I can't really afford to drain.

This fails to make me happy.

Tuesday Wednesday Break My Heart

I am having something of an existential crisis, which is of course never a good time. I feel like I'm not really accomplishing...anything at all, basically, with my life. I'm not even getting any crafty things done, which are a big part of What I'm Doing With My Life.

I have a health condidtion which does not help, and I'm having financial stress which is also contraindicated. I want a pony or something.

Hard On the Knees

Well, well, well.

Spent the afternoon with Cass, as Luke was off doing one of those annual-old-friend-pilgrimage things. And it turns out that Cass's roommate has lost some weight since the last time I saw him. And he's...well.

Well, well, well.

"Looking good" is the phrase.

And through conversation with Cass, I discovered that, not only is he looking smokin' hot and also a really fun guy and very intelligent, he's also kinky. As in, he's a dom. And not currently attached.

Well, well, well.

Fire Am I

I really need an altar. I really really need an altar. I need somewhere where I can put things and not worry that the cats are going to decide that that spot is exactly where they need to land after making a spectacular flying leap and I need to have some stability about where I put all my shit in general.

Perhaps I ought to go to Ikea and get something table-like. Preferably with shelves and/or drawers. I can paint, it'll work.